Location: La Vida, Apartment complex

	Sam stood by Wildheart's side, vigilant and nursing to the unconscious heroine. Out of respect, he stopped the occupants from unmasking her. Fortunately the EMS should be here soon to take her away from danger and into more delicate, caring hands. Just then, a young man burst through the door, and his hands started to become encased in metal as if thousands of tiny metallic ants were swarming them. "Get away from her or I'll blast you!" The teenager shouted at Sam as several high-tech drones flew in and began to take the body of the heroine away. 

	Sam had no idea who this man was, why he sounded genuinely concerned for Wildheart's safety, or why he was sporting tech that could put a Japan tech demo to shame, but one thing sam did know is he did NOT want to be blasted by whatever the hell he was packing. He raised his hands in plain sight and began to slowly back away from Wildheart and stepping back towards the back of the room. The fact that the upfront youth threatened to shoot Sam with god knows what made for damn certain that did NOT want to see her hurt. Ironically, the stalwart little guy might be the best person he could trust her safety to next to a doctor. Sam didn't know for certain if he truly could help, but a slim chance is better then no chance at all. Besides, it's not like it was up to him anymore. 

	He didn't want to escalate the situation so he spoke calmly and slowly. "I did not hurt her. I was trying to help her. I don't know what hit her, but I see your concerned for her safety. I have no doubt you can help her." Sam gave the young man a relieved smile. "Thank you." Sam has no plan of chasing them. Whoever the young stranger was, Sam knew he was no danger to Wildheart.